"What will my sister feel like in her heart? Will you dare to be duplicitous again in the future?" The white fox bypassed Heguang Tongchen, Ying Ying sat next to Huaxin, and whispered in her ear, "Even if he is relieved, he can't resist his sister's injury and injury, since the old man is not the same, why is it difficult for my sister to be so persistent......? Cherish the happiness in front of you. ”

"It's not fair to him......"

Huaxin stopped after saying half a sentence, and the rest of the words could only be hidden in the bottom of his heart.

She thought that her liking for him was ultimately because she mistook him for Junyi, and he, such a good person, should not be a substitute for anyone.

The white fox looked at her and sighed, "My sister feels unfair, but no matter how unfair it is, it is difficult to defeat his willingness, my sister is cocooned and self-bound, thinking that she is good to him, but in fact, she is just a bad violation of her own heart, and she also violates his heart." ”

Huaxin tugged at her lips and wanted to laugh, but she didn't.

What she thought to herself was that maybe he didn't have a heart at all, or maybe the heart wasn't in her at all.

"You know, if you hadn't come, he would have left today. After a pause, she added, "He said he would come back, but I'm not sure." ”

"He's leaving?" Wan Ling couldn't help but exclaim, and the eyes of He Guang Tongchen, who was busy on the side, suddenly attracted her.

When Heguang Tongchen stopped looking at this side, Huaxin lowered his voice and said, "He said that he was going to fetch the tears of the goddess for me, but I always felt that if he went to see her and reunited after a long absence, it would inevitably be unforgettable and rekindled." It's like, although I hate Jun Yi in my heart, but I really want to see him again, I can't tell whether I hate more or love more, without love, where does hatred come from?"

"Tears of the goddess?" the white fox couldn't hold back and exclaimed again, "Sister, I saw that Qingge Shangxian enter the mountain gate of Cangwu Mountain yesterday. ”

"Qing Ge is in the Wushuang Pavilion?" Before he could stop the white fox, Huaxin himself exclaimed, and kept muttering, "She really came out...... She actually came out...... "It seems that the Nine Shadows Seal will soon collapse......

Although the two of them here were biting their ears, they were so shocked, even though they had the same character as the light and the gentleman, and they had no intention of eavesdropping, they also heard "Qing Ge is in Wushuang Pavilion".

He continued to work quietly, but consciously or unconsciously paid attention to their every word.

Qing Jiuying has been sitting on the side and eavesdropping in the open, and after listening to this short paragraph, he basically feels that he can sit on his master's back......

He felt that he liked Wanling a lot, but when he saw Wanling wearing the red dress that didn't match very well, he was thinking that if this neon dress was worn on the painting heart, it would be so thrilling and beautiful, just like the day he first saw her, as bright as the morning sun.

Qing Jiuying admitted that although he felt that the rumors were true at the first sight of Heguang Tongchen, his demeanor was indeed not inferior to Shuyi, and he was very gentle in his gestures.

But in Qing Jiuying's heart, Xu was preconceived, and he just felt that only someone as amazing as his master was worthy of his master.

He never dared to think about painting his heart.

Naturally, he doesn't allow others to think about it, even if it is the first person in the world.

Huaxin didn't dare to be sure for a long time, but in fact, Qing Jiuying had already confirmed it for him.

On the way back, he once chased after him and asked Heguang Tongchen, "What? Fake monk, don't you dare to admit that you have a negative name? What kind of divine doctor and holy monk, what kind of Buddha heart, do you dare to say that you don't like my master?"

In his eyes, a monk with light and dust, even if he likes it, he also likes it dirtyly, and it is not even as good as him on the stage of a play, once it is exposed, he will become a laughing stock for toads who want to eat swan meat, and he will bear the infamy of a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Therefore, he thought that he was the same as the light and dust, so he could only hide such a liking in his lips and teeth, and then disappear in the long years.

However, with the light and the dust, he replied sonorously, brightly, and frankly without hesitation, "The poor monk likes her." ”

These five short words confirmed the suspicion of harmony with light and dust in his heart.